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The leader of the Sith resistance aboard the Virulence was a seasoned Sith trooper, Sergeant Norris Quarl. He'd served in countless Sith campaigns, from Onderon, to Dark Sun, and even when they'd first taken Kuat. He had first hand experience at combating the rebels and their guerrilla warfare, hence why his defense of the ship had gone so well. Now, however, he faced a problem. Despite all odds, a mere two Trandoshan mercenaries punched through his lines again and again. This was a problem. He checked his armor and his weapons. He'd killed wookies before, but these two were clearly more than slobbering carpets.

 

"Corporal Vane, rig the bridge to blow."

"Sir?"

 

"I'll take a few of the others and buy you time. But if we can't have the bridge... then no one can. After you've rigged it, pull your squad and blow it. Don't wait for me, and don't hold the trigger for anything but a direct order from myself. I'd rather cripple one of our ships than let these rebels take it."

 

"Understood."

He turned to the door. "Fizt, Kima. With me. We'll take them like we took those pirates at Coruscant. I'll take the big one, you two mop up the smaller and move to assist."

 

The blast door opened, and they stepped out, shields raised as they moved.

 

"Trandoshans, in the name of the Sith Empire I command you to halt, or face death."

 

Behind him, the blast doors began to seal again as the corporal began rigging grenades and using the few charges he had at his disposal to trap the bridge.

 


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[For Johanna]

 

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

 

Those words stuck in Harman's head, on repeat as they faced off with one of the rebel forces. They had orders- don't move. Don't pursue. Blast the rebels if they came. The rebels had tried for a push, but the poor sod who'd gotten furthest had been forced into a glorified cupboard by the turret above. He hadn't needed to fire a shot. he could hear orders being barked over their sergeant's headset, but couldn't hear the details. They were putting up a good fight, but the station's groans and shudders reveal what the ultimate outcome would be if they sat still.

 

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

 

He'd first heard those words from a girl on Nar Shaddaa. He'd grown up in the seedy underbelly, where even law enforcement dared not tread. Openly run by gangs and mafias, he'd learned enough tricks to get by, but still struggled to keep up with the leader of his crew. It had been some of the last words he'd heard her say. She saved up the money from heist after heist, stealing from anyone they could that wasn't already gang territory. When she finally could she'd moved to Carida, asked him to come with her. He almost did. And after what the Sith did to it... He regretted it. She'd died in the attack, but he didn't learn that until after he enlisted in the Sith.

 

Nothing ventured

 

When he learned, it had broken him. But he hardened quickly. Waited. Biding his time, he sat on his anger. His hatred for the Sith. He wasn't true Sith, nor was he even force sensitive. But it motivated him. Now was his chance. An ally that even the Rebels didn't know about. They would learn now that burning an entire world? It made enemies.

He grasped a grenade on his belt, thumbing the pin for a mere moment before pulling it. And then, he waited. One. Two. He dropped it, moving to his feet. Three. His sergeant barked at him to return, calling him a coward. He never saw it coming.

 

Nothing gained.

 

"For Carida!"

 

The explosion rocked the hallway. Scattered sith bodies and wrecked barrier willed the hall. The sith troopers further into the transformer pushed in almost immediately, executing the traitor as soon as they realized what had happened, but it was too late. Their position had been rocked. The Rebels were given their chance.

 

"We have a breach! Stop them here, don't let them push any further! Get another E-Web up and pin those rebels down until reinforcements arrive!"

 

The real battle for the Golan platform was just beginning.


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Round Four Results:

 

Defensive Actions

The Glutton's Shadow rapid intervention task force moves to support the Herlov.

 

Black Bracer heavy brawler task force moves to support the Moon Beetle and Broken Beetle.

 

Sith starfighters move into intercept positions around the Herlov and the Moon Beetle/Broken Bullet.

 

Offensive actions

The Herlov focuses fire on the Reborn Allegiance for six damage, cracking the shields

 

The Lightsbane focuses fire on destroyer group Esk.

 

Mordecai's surgical strike task force targets the Divine Justice with an ion barrage, disabling it for this round.

 

The Reborn Allegiance destroyer group's remaining cruiser switches targets to the electronic warfare pod, dealing four damage

 

The Misercordia continues to fire its axial laser on the Lightsbane, which is currently undefended, dealing six damage.

 

The Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle focus fire on the Reborn Allegiance destroyer group, dealing six damage on account of stacked attacks.

 

Rebel starfighters begin a bombing run on the Sith E-war ship and Lightsbane. Corvettes manage to harry the bombers on the E-war ship to prevent hull damage, but it still takes two shield damage. The Lightsbane, lacking frigate or corvette support, takes three hull damage.

 

TF Esk continues to fire on Mordecai's electronic warfare pod, doing six damage on account of stacked attacks.

 

TF Forn focuses fire on the Lightsbane dealing six damage on account of stacked attacks.

 

TF Grek tries to disable the Lightsbane with ion weapons, but with its shields still operational at the start of the turn, the attack fails to disable the target.

 

Our Velvet Ire launches a stealth torpedo into the Ghost of Carida, targeting a vulnerability and destroying the carrier.

 

EWar

 

Scanning on both sides is inconclusive.


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Raven felt her hand involuntarily curling into a fist as she watched the fight continue its eagre spiral to the complete destruction of the Rebel combined fleet. She looked up to Valiston Alekseyev and frowned.

 

“Have the ground forces succeeded at all in taking any ships?”

 

He looked back at her with a stern but caring face,

 

“Not yet Empress.”

 

She punched her hand down onto her thigh and growled. This was her fault. These deaths were on her and her alone.

 

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Rebel Alliance Imperial Gunrunners 

Hit and Run Tactics 

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Rebounds

CR92a Assassin Class Corvette: Rebound 

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood III |0/0|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood IV |0/0|

Crusader Class Corvette: Lifeblood V |0/0|

Ravengers
Raider Class Corvette: Ravager VI |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager VII |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager IX |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Ravager II |0/0|

Keepers

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper I |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper II |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper III |0/0|

Raider Class Corvette: Keeper V |0/0|


 

Rebel Alliance Reborn Allegiance

Destroyer Group: Focus Fire - Turbolasers

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Justice

Hammerhead Class Cruiser: Divine Justice|0/0|

Bikadnir
Mandalorian Cruiser: Bikadinir 
|0/3|

 

Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 
Respite

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

Rescuers

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|

 

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Rebel Alliance Precision Strike Carrier Group

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Besh

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Deton-Rusic |3/3|

TSC-Tapani Class Frigate Admiral-Fish |3/3|

Fresh

DP20 Corvette Bel-Ilbis |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Mothma |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Skywalker |2/1|

DP20 Corvette Tarkin |2/1|

Cherek

KDY Ton-Falk-Class cruiser-carrier Ghost of Carida |0/0|

 

Rebel Alliance Covert Strike Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Dorn

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Ancillary Justice |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship

Taskforce Experience Green

Under command of Admiral Valiston Alekseyev - Imperial Knight

- Assigned Callsign - 

Aurek

KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |20/20|

Axial Weapon Upgrade

 

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Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Esk

Bothan Assault Cruiser Nyrtal |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser Syndic |0/6|

 

Rebel Alliance Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Forn

Bothan Assault Cruiser Kothlos |9/9|

Bothan Assault Cruiser RedRennic |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Asset Denial Force [Surgical Strike]

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Grek

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Adun-Judith |9/9|

Isk

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Lilianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Arianna |3/3|

MC-30c Frigate Adun-Michelle |3/3|


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Sith Results, End Round 4

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Qaela

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 2XP

Assigned Callsign: Herløv

Kyber class Star Destroyer Herløv (16/17)

 

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Lightsbane

Imperial II class Star Destroyer Lightsbane (0/13)

 

Sith Empire Rapid Intervention Escort: Deadly Response

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Glutton's Shadow

Neutron Star-Class Bulk Cruiser Shadow's Sleight (8/9)

Gladiator II-Class Star Destroyer Gleeful Glutton (0/0)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Nok

Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer (8/30)

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle (9/9)

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet (9/9)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire (9/9)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Mordecai

 

Asset Denial Force: Surgical Strike

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Victory II Cruiser Wyvern (9/9)

Lancer Frigate Dark Hand (3/3) 

Tartan Corvette TC-64523 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64524 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64525 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64526 (2/1)

 

Electronic Warfare Pod: Information Control

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Acclamator II Cruiser Shroud of Darkness (7/9)

Pelta Class Frigate Deceiver (0/0)

Thranta Corvettes 1-4 (0/0)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Strike Class Cruiser Coalescent Fury (9/9)


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It did not take long to tell that the forces formerly under Vice Admiral Kolchak and their reinforcements were taking a beating.

 

Resorting to chain of command directives in the event of the loss of the highest ranking commanding officer, the commanders of each ship or task force had acted as they needed to in the moment. Now, though, secure comms were received and translated across the fleets. Aboard the Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate - Watchman, a shadowy figure watched the chaos unfold. Eyes skinned across the orders and the featureless figure shook it’s head. Sometimes  orders were less than desired; still, orders were orders.

 

Engines flared to life across the still pristine medical fleet. Untouched physically, but they had played witness to it all. Someone would need to be able to attest to the carnage here today. Elsewhere, the rebel forces continued to pepper laserfire into the expanse of space, engines growling to pull the scattered vessels into some semblance of formation.

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War was glory, at least when it was going their way. Qaela realized the heavy losses she had risked, but she had stayed the course and it seemed that the aggression and close defensive tactics of their escorting fleets had paid off. The enemy was losing multiple ships with even more of them venting flame and atmosphere. The Lightsbane was heavily damaged and taking casualties, but for the moment, the rest of their surviving ships seemed to be doing moderately well.

 

The enemy appeared to begin maneuvering to new formations, possibly to withdraw or perhaps to make one last ditch attack run. Not knowing what else the enemy had planned or if they were bringing additional forces, she needed to be careful. While the Emperor seemed to love a glorious battle, he had demonstrated in the past an abnormal (for a Sith) proclivity to defense and protecting what he had. He did that at Dark Sun Station and elsewhere, so she believed that protecting the shipyards would be the priority over destroying enemy ships.

 

Until it was known what the Rebels' plan was, she would fight and protect the shipyards.


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"Sir...the fighter carrier is gone! Our Velvet Ire has completely destroyed it!"

 

"Keep up the barrage! We're not out of this yet!"

 

Still...how much longer will they keep this up?

 

Jorus didn't care for the firepower arrayed against them. The Black Bracer's timely positioning had denied the enemy a straightforward assault several times, but the armored hulk wasn't invincible. And that star destroyer...that thing was heavily armed and shielded beyond any standard imperial vessel.

 

The flaming wreckage of an enemy fighter that had strayed too close to the Black Bracer exploded into shrapnel as it passed by the bridge, briefly illuminating the room in orange light. Jorus grimaced, but didn't react.

 

"New coordinates and targeting priorities, prepare to broadcast."

 

 


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“Alpha--Echo. Made entry in subsector twelve. About to make contact with Charlie. Foxtrot right behind us.” Pinned down by an E-Web emplacement and her ears still ringing from her section’s concussion grenade, Johanna couldn’t make out the report from the remaining third of her unit that had just made egress onto the station. However, more than five hundred meters away, an additional thirty shock troopers joined the assault on the aft turbolaser batteries to catch the Sith defenders between two angles of fire.

 

Bryce rapped on the helmet of her adjacent Talon. A violent series of hand signals followed: smoke, suppressing fire, dark. That last gesture was met with a confused frown from the Chiss; Bryce repeated the gesture more emphatically, this time greeted with an exaggerated nod and a countdown of five seconds. The Bespinian took a deep breath and prepared herself for a mad crawl up the corridor…

 

Two smoke grenades rolled up the corridor. A wild-spray of fire issued from the shock troopers, mostly enthusiastic but unaimed fire towards the E-Web position, but a number of carefully aimed bolts struck glowpanels, shrouding the interior of the battlestation in darkness and the meager crimson glow of emergency lamps. Into that crimson haze Johanna dove, a grenade in her left hand and her sidearm in her right. Two of her Talons followed, crawling madly through the smoke and darkness in an attempt to spring up at point-blank range and assault the Sith fortifications.

 

“For Carida!”

 

At this range and in the confines of durasteel-reinforced corridors, the shriek of the concussion grenade was shattering. Johanna only had time to place a gauntleted hand to protect her neck--and then once the little impacts of rubble on her back ceased, she was up and running, only meters away from the ruin of the E-Web blaster. A fallen Sith trooper, sitting against the barricade with both legs bleeding profusely, shakily raised a blaster pistol towards her. Captain Bryce caught the glint of the armor moving in the darkness and felled him with a lucky bolt to the breastplate. Only a second later, she and two of her shock troopers were in the last fortification, punching and stabbing and firing their blasters at point-blank range.

 

Red, both figurative and literal, filled Johanna’s vision. The Twi’lek who had followed her up had drawn her vibromachete and brought it down on the neck of a Sith trooper, spraying the area with rivulets of hot blood. Johanna reeled and dropped to the deck when a blaster round creased her midsection--it burned fiercely, but the bolt struck the plastoid where it was strongest. Her attacker wasn’t quite as lucky--his next two shots whined past where Bryce’s head had been only milliseconds early, whereas her pistol fire struck his shin, knee, then finally his groin.


Bryce forced herself under the cover of one of the engineering consoles of the power distribution room. A lifeless, blue arm was twitching just beside her. It was just her and the Twi’lek in the meager salient into this vital facility. “Payload up! Prime and bring it up!” She screamed to her Talons to reinforce her position. Hopefully, they would arrive in the few seconds before the Sith realized that it was just two shock troopers who had broken into their fortification.

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Mordecai snarled as the rebels began mopping up his corvettes. In a few seconds, the Shroud of Darkness's escorts were annihilated, the fire from the other task forces turning their attention to the cruiser itself. They wouldn't last long- He had to make his move now. He gazed across the battlefield, hit hatred and anger at his own failure to kill the exorcist the only thing keeping him standing now. He would not fail again today. He received an encrypted communication and smiled. It seems everything was lining up now.

 

He marked his targets, sent his orders, and played the game of tactical grace that was fleet combat. He felt little for the fallen sailors- they were not his men, they were Lady Darksong's. Her lack of response to his own communications had very clearly stated what he had suspected- he was alone now. He would live or die by the choices he made on the battlefield and nothing else.

 


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While everyone was getting pummeled in the space fights, Chaox and Equinox scanned their surrounding quickly as they moved forward. Stealth was certainly not something they wanted, Rebel forces continued their damnedest to fight against the Sith forces on the opposite away from Vox and Rylast. They stopped and his around a corner, six sets of footsteps running where they were headed. As soon as the first two Sith soldiers passed the twin Trandoshans acted swiftly. Resulting in a glorious shower of blood, Chaox had pulled the first of the two troops into his Mauler and fired it into the poor man's stomach, a sizeable blown out hole from him and bits of flesh and small passing metallic spikes peppered the two behind them. 
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Within a second before they could realize what happened he'd already used the blade under the handheld shotgun to rip through the other troops arm and brought up down on the third one behind his second victim. The third soldier saw the second behemoth tear through the other squad mates however just in time dodged the blade coming down. He, however, had no chance as when the troop fired a bolt and succeeded in shooting the still complete helm of the lizard. A low growl came from the Trandoshan as he slowly turned to face the trooper not one foot away, against the wall and firing another blot at the chest armor, which only left a black stain and a crack. Before he could fire another round Chaox knocked the blaster away and came up with his Mauler, impaling the soldier. However he'd not felt satisfied as he pulled and plunged the blade in and out several times. Equinox pulled the twin back as he saw the way this was going. 
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Yanking from brothers grasp, Chaox looked down at the mess, "He shot me in the face." He simply said nonchalant. 
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The two began down the hall again as Equinox argued, "This is why Chaox doesn't let you lead missions. Instead of bathing in the glory of your food why don't you cut to the kill?!" 
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Chaox could feel his brothers glare, he didn't have to at him to know that. Equinox was always stirring some drama and usually belittled Chaox for his brutality, however now they were in the heat of battle and he didn't want this. They two ran across another squad just finishing a pair of rebels and were greeted with spikes, blades, and 100% pure rage and testosterone. Chaox replied calmly as he finished and continued his run, "We should take in every moment-" 

"And live! To them we are simple sell-swords! Beasts with little mind. You'd rather run off in a random direction, kill many people and be proud of that and prove them right?! Father would be disappointed in you just like he would in Vox-" 
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It was Chaox's turn now to interrupt as he stopped and slammed the taller of the two into the wall, his armored forearm across the twins throat, "Don't you dare suggest that! Vox may take your talkative ass, but not me! You were bred and groomed just like Atrinox for politics. You know Nothing of what Vox and I went through you pampered punk! While you were "helping" the civilians to board the ship within their safety, the two of us killed and fought for our survival... And You have the Audacity to sit there and criticize my- Our methods?! There's a reason Father never trained you in our arts, it's because you're soft and weak!!" 
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Chaox hadn't realized at this point he'd been strangling Equinox as gasps escaped from the brother, and from the corner of his vision he saw a quad of troopers coming  toward them quickly take cover around the corners that met the hall ahead. He released Equinox who fell to the ground, grasping his throat from the pain. Chaox knew his temper was... quite explosive, but with what the near extinction of his race, the Nudono people, his disdain toward working with outsiders, and his own problems he was prone to snapping. 

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In quick succession, Chaox rushed forward and while certainly took a shot or two to the chest he'd taken care of the troops until Equinox caught up. Without further words, the twins moved forward, the latter not uttering a word. By now, they'd be approaching the control room... And hope that they can tail it out of here. Chaox didn't want to fall behind nor left behind, he was with Vox when they hijacked another ship on that ice world and even helped with a good portion of it's controls. 
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Vox and Rylast rushed down the hall, they had to be close! Vox confirmed this when he saw an opening at the end of one of the halls, and that's when they heard a man's. With no patience to waste, Vox continued with vigor and raised his Mauler, Rylast raising his Puncture as they closed in quickly. Sensing his Chieftains eagerness, Rylast threw a spike grenade through the doorway and an audible explosion could be heard, they only hoped however that whoever it was in there weren't too much a pain in the rear. 

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Round Five Results:

 

Defensive Actions

The Glutton's Shadow rapid intervention task force moves to support the Lightsbane.

 

Black Bracer heavy brawler task force moves to support the Herlov.

 

Sith starfighters move into intercept positions around the Herlov and the Lightsbane.

 

Offensive actions

The Herlov focuses fire on destroyer group Esk

 

The Lightsbane focuses fire on destroyer group Grek.

 

Mordecai's surgical strike task force targets the Syndic with an ion barrage, disabling it for this round.

 

Mordecai's Covert strike task force fires on the Bikadinir, destroying it.

 

The Misercordia continues to fire its axial laser on the Lightsbane, but is intercepted by the Glutton's shadow, dealing three damage.

 

The Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle focus fire on the Reborn Allegiance destroyer group, destroying the Bikadinir.

 

Rebel starfighters continue their bombing run on the Lightsbane, doubling down on the attack and supporting it with a snubfighter escort. The Lightsbane takes six damage.

 

TF Esk withdraws, with the Syndic left behind.

 

TF Forn withdraws.

 

TF Grek withdraws.

 

TF Dorn successfully launches a covert torpedo strike on the Lightsbane, destroying it.

 

TF Besh withdraws.

 

TF BloodSteele receives an order that they are unable to comply with.

 

Sith bombers attack the already gutted Bikadinir.

 

EWar

 

TF Dorn has been detected and is now able to be targeted.

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Sith Results, End Round 5

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Qaela

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Turbolasers]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 2XP

Assigned Callsign: Herløv

Kyber class Star Destroyer Herløv (16/17)

 

Sith Empire Destroyer Group [Missiles]: Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Qaela

 

Sith Empire Rapid Intervention Escort: Deadly Response

Assigned PC: Qaela

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Assigned Callsign: Glutton's Shadow

Neutron Star-Class Bulk Cruiser Shadow's Sleight (5/9)

Gladiator II-Class Star Destroyer Gleeful Glutton (0/0)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Nok

Heavy Brawler Escort: Hammer and Anvil

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Bulwark Mark II Black Bracer (8/30)

 

Destroyer Group (Missiles): Focus Fire

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser Moon Beetle (9/9)

Captor-class Heavy Munitions Cruiser The Broken Bullet (9/9)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Nok Morliss (commanded by NPC Jaden Jorus)

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Nova-class Battle Cruiser Our Velvet Ire (9/9)

 

 

Sith Fleet under Command of Mordecai

 

Asset Denial Force: Surgical Strike

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Victory II Cruiser Wyvern (9/9)

Lancer Frigate Dark Hand (3/3) 

Tartan Corvette TC-64523 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64524 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64525 (2/1)
Tartan Corvette TC-64526 (2/1)

 

Electronic Warfare Pod: Information Control

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Acclamator II Cruiser Shroud of Darkness (7/9)

Pelta Class Frigate Deceiver (0/0)

Thranta Corvettes 1-4 (0/0)

 

Covert Strike Force: Silent Hunters

Assigned PC: Mordecai Valar

Task Force Experience: Green, 1XP

Strike Class Cruiser Coalescent Fury (9/9)


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At once, it washed over him. Where anger was blunt and fiery, triumph was sharp, cold. The death and destruction of his enemies hit him with such force that he nearly forgot his injuries. Nearly. His pain was warm, almost its own fire. It burned from the scarred tissue, but there was more to it. The shame of his failure, maybe. And still, over all of it, the cool wash of victory. The rebels turned tail and ran. They hadn't even bothered to finish off his limping task force. The day had taken a heavy toll, though. He watched in sorrow as the Lightsbane erupted into a devastating fireball, felled by a well placed barrage from a previously undetected ship.

 

That barrage gave its position away though. He laughed. It was all that was left aside from their flagship, and if they'd left these two behind in their rush then he was willing to make a gamble that the Imperial capital ship would be next to tuck its tail and run. Suddenly, his knees weakened. His injuries were taking their toll. Had he stayed andfought he would had hit this peak sooner, and on the battlefield.

 

"This battle is over. The bridge is yours once more, Captain."

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[For Johanna]

The Sith had failed. They couldn't retreat to fight the breach- if they did, the rebels that had opened a second front would make it through. They simply had to hope that their lines stayed intact. But it was hope set in vain. All that stood between Johanna and her goal was a single Sith. Not a trooper, but an apprentice. He grinned, twin crimson lightsabers igniting in the darkness, casting hazy beams through the ash and smoke. He grinned.

 

"You should have run when you had a chance. My master says that if I kill you all I'll be lorded, so unfortunately for you, you all need to die."

 

~

 

[For Vox]

 

The troopers held their line. They would let the Trandoshans come to them. They were looking to delay, not to stop. They had seen the footage from the bridge- there would be no surrender. But something was bothering the Sergeant.

 

"Why the Rebels, eh? Seems like you folks love causing pain. Rebels won't like that at all. I don't suppose there's any way to sway you to our side? The Sith don't shun brutality- it's a show of force, of strength. They'd prize you, where the rebels would shun you. If all you are are mercenaries, then allow us to buy your loyalty."

 

The plan was the same of course, but the Sergeant was an enterprising man. Turn these two, and retaking the ship suddenly became much easier. If it didn't work? Oh well, they'd kill the mercs, or at least slow them down. It was all a game for time as the corporal worked, waiting for his comm to beep with confirmation of a job well done, for fire to wrack the ship. 

 

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Aboard the other Kyber class Star Destroyer, the rest of Vox's forces worked quickly. The ship was under the Rebel's hold in all but name- all that remained was taking the hyperdrive before the Sith blew it up. It was the site of a bloody battle; The sith had given ground whenever the rebels pushed, only for the rebels to be met by brutal traps and crossfires. Corpses from both factions lined the halls. Vox's troops were the finishing touch to a cascading failure of the Sith's defenses, however.

 

They'd given too much ground, and lost too many people doing it. Now they had a final line of defenses. Two dozen troopers holding just outside where the hyperdrive was housed. They were locked out, but not for much longer. In a matter of minutes the door would be open, and it would only take a single well placed grenade to cripple the ship and stop the rebels and their plans.

 

The rebels would need to act fast.


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"Begin the acceleration out of the gravity well, Shields double rear, prepare for jump to lightspeed as soon as the captured vessels and remaining marines evacuate." 

 

The Imperial Knight bowed low. 

 

"Yes Empress." 

 

And amethyst eyes stared solemnly at the viewscreen's report, the stirrings of anger and rage pricking at the corners of her vision. 

 

Failure

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Rebel Alliance BloodSteele

Medical / Engineering Task Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 
Respite

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Merciful Touch |3/3|

EF76 Nebulon-B Escort Frigate: Raven’s Touch |3/3|

Rescuers

Zebulon-B Frigate: Mecha Metal |3/3|

Nargi-class Pursuit Frigate: Watchman |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majesty |3/3|

Corellian Rescue Frigate: Majestic |3/3|

 

Rebel Alliance Covert Strike Force

Taskforce Experience Green

- Assigned Callsign - 

Dorn

Victory I-class Medium Cruiser Ancillary Justice |9/9|

 

Rebel Alliance Fleet Command Flagship

Taskforce Experience Green

Under command of Admiral Valiston Alekseyev - Imperial Knight

- Assigned Callsign - 

Aurek

KDY-Imperial II-Class Star Destroyer Misericordia |20/20|

Axial Weapon Upgrade


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Panic set in aboard the Syndic as the ship failed to comply with commands. Drifting in space, an open target to the Sith defense forces as her allies made the jump to hyperspace.

 

”So much for no man left behind” a crewman muttered as he stared out the viewport at the inbound salvo of destruction.

 

Meanwhile, Bloodsteele could do nothing but watch. With heavy hearts, they began maneuvering towards the Syndic in hopes of rescuing and would-be survivors of the coming destruction.

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A brief, brilliant flash of light momentarily caused the cams projecting space around her ship to darken as the Lightsbane exploded into multiple fireballs of death and carnage. Though they were beings under her command, death was death and the wave of that destruction quickly followed by smaller waves as Rebel ships suffered the same fate washed over Qaela in a welcome flood. She was infuriated at the loss of one of the destroyers under her command, though the fiery death of so many enemy ships and their eventual retreat were something to cheer her up.

 

With the enemy cruisers vanishing into either hyperspace or miniature novas, that left only their largest ship, the Imperial II Star Destroyer that she had seen before over Borleias. She had not targeted that ship yet simply because she wanted to destroy the smaller ones and not waste so much firepower on it, but now there was nothing else for her to destroy. She began directing her mighty fleet's awesome firepower upon that singular target, but one of her officers cautiously interrupted her.

 

"My lady!" the officer said, cutting off Qaela's orders. To her credit, her voice was firm, but through the Force, Qaela could tell she was nervous about interrupting a Sith. "Scanners picked up something odd. We have an unexplained heat signature that is giving off muted sensor pings in Grid 13.5 by 3.9."

 

Rather than be angry, Qaela smiled. "Good work, Ensign. So they brought a stealth ship as well. Have Commander Jorus focus his attention on that region. We will move to engage the enemy's flagship."


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The deckplates under Johanna’s boots gave a subtle shudder as the rumble of a distant explosion caused every unsecured object in the power distribution center to rattle. Datapads rattled and fell from the engineering console, impacting against the Talon’s helmet and greaves. With a clumsy roll on the datapads and miscellany that had been scattered by her squad’s sabotage, she risked a peek over her meagre cover to be greeted by the horrifying sight of red lightsabers.

 

The shock trooper could barely make out the mystic freak’s face in the smoke--he appeared humanoid, but she wasn’t even positive about the creature’s sex. His mouth twisted, probably to speak, but Johanna was mostly deaf and mostly uninclined to even make an attempt at lip-reading. The first thing that every Talon learned about combating Sith was to fill the air with as much blaster fire as possible, and from as many angles as possible.

 

At the same time Johanna switched her blaster pistol to stun, she felt a heavy impact against her shin. She glanced down and paled.

 

It was a satchel charge. Consisting of several kilograms of nergon-14 and other high explosives, it was an efficient array of explosives designed to defeat fortified bunkers--or as Talons and the Alliance Marines liked to call them, a “backpack of boom.” They were typically equipped with remote detonators, but Johanna knew perfectly well that her Talons had elected to use thirty-second fuses for this mission. For all she knew, Johanna had only seconds left to live.

 

The shock trooper fired off a few wild, unaimed stun blasts in the general direction of the Sith acolyte, then picked up the satchel charge and threw it deeper into the transformer room. And then she ran. Her fellow Talons were already retreating to a safe distance, so it was just her and the Twi’lek shock trooper sprinting to catch up, hoping that they would be able to outrun the imminent explosion--or the Sith, for that matter.

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"Commander Jorus...enemy fleet is jumping to hyperspace! Full retreat!"

 

Jorus smiled as the bridge cheered. The Empire had won. The rebels-

 

"Commander! The Lightsbane! It's...it's been destroyed!"

 

"What!?"

 

"A ship evaded our sensor sweeps and assaulted it. We're receiving orders to pursue."

 

"Pass the orders onto the Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle."

 

Outside the viewport, the shattered remains of the imperial ship spun through space, framing the stealth cruiser in debris.

 

"Destroy it."


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These Trandoshans didn't want to stop. Fine by him. Sergeant Quarl, alongside Fizt and Kim moved up. Just as the blast door closed two figures appeared from the end of the hall, hulking things in armor he'd never seen before but it was of no matter. In an instant Quarl saw something flying at him however he quickly ducked for it to go over his head, and that was when he heard the explosion seconds after, much like a grenade but sharper and higher in pitch. He took cover for spikes to fly past impaling the walls and ceiling. The Sarge was quick to notice that Fizt and Kim's did the same however he also noticed the large gash on Kimas leg clearly bleeding profusely. They'd patch that up after they cleaned this mess. 
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"Return Fire!" Sargeant Quarl shouted, his training kicking in and let loose several blaster shots, the other two doing the exact same. This would be no different than those pirates, he told himself. 
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Vox and Rylast made their way down the hall, blaster bolts flee past them with a few actually nailing them, sparks flying off the arm and leg guards. The impacts caused the two Trandoshans concentrate focus, Rylast fired a few Puncture rounds, grenades soaring at the enemy where they were crouched and covered at. The force of each small explosion was enough to cause Fizt and Kima to lose their balance or wince. They finally found their ground after a few seconds but found it quite hard to aim with a round of grenades shots at them. Rylast swiftly reloaded but both Trandoshans rushed their efforts and sprinted toward the fire, Rylast locking in his last string and firing the six grenades. 
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The Sargeant successfully blasted three bolts at the Chieftains helmet, surprised that it was sturdy enough to take the three shots. Then it hit him, the two Trandoshans split taking their targets, the taller of the two with the massive bladed gun hauling toward Kima and Fazt, and as planned Quarl would take on the-!
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The bladed pistol or whatever it was swing toward Norris' direction aimed at his head, however fast the bladed gun was he was just faster and quickly rolled out of the way. However Vox saw the blaster rifle raise and spun, easily unsheathing his glaive and swinging it at medium length. The tip of the sword caught the Sarge's rifle tip just as he pulled the trigger and the weapon was knocked away. Vox came back around within an instant bringing up his Mauler shotgun and began to fire two scattering rounds. Norris rolled to the side for the first shot and pulled his pistol and a knife right when the second shot barely missed him. 
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Firing several more rounds of his pistol, the Sargeant blasted off the helmet and leapt at the supposedly stunned Trandoshan. He grasped at the... Metal! This wasn't the same plasteel the regular troopers used, it was pure solid metal! The thought struck Norris as realization hit him, it was the reason these mercenaries could take so many hits. It didn't stop him from the only second he had to plunge the knife into the Trandoshans neck. However, that hadn't come to pass as Norris was flung against the wall with an audible crack. What happened? He had the enemy by their throat! In his dazed state he snapped to and realized his pistol was gone but still grasped his knife. A large staffed sword came down and the Sarge rolled on his side and upward just in time as the weapon sliced through the wall, getting back in a fighting stance as the lizard yanked the weapon from the wall with ease. He could still feel the immense pain his back, most likely pulled something.
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How could he have been that careless? Them again, the foe was smaller and possibly faster, and in his haste Vox almost had a knife to his throat. At that last moment he'd dropped both weapons and gripped the sides of the human and threw him quickly, the knife making contact with the edge of his armor. Leaving the Mauler he kicked up his glaive and raised it, bringing it down to quickly end his foe. That alone was a task for the human rolled away, and now Vox didn't have to hide as the met eye to eye. His slitted pupils meeting the rounder ones, his sword and being guided by his instincts and swordsmanship meeting a seemingly experienced foe with his wits. 
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Vox heard the human shout, "Where's my back up?!" 
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The Chieftain could still hear a struggle, a choke from one of his human foes and a pained groan from another before it was silenced with an audible crack. While the Chieftain and the Sargeant were in their own fight, Rylast had rushed the attack caring less for the armor and wounds he'd received. He pulled out his own Spiker and began to fire the rapid rounds of spikes. The two soldiers found themselves pinned around the corner and one nodded to the other. Fizt rounded the corner and took aim only to be grabbed and pulled up by a rough hand. He fired a lucky shot as Rylast was ready to stab him with his Spiker, hitting the Trandoshans hand causing him to let go of the weapon. That didn't stop the incoming limb from hitting Fizt's stomach as his head was let go. This sent the soldier a few feet back, gasping for the wind that was knocked out of him. 
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Rylast reared but was too late to stop a barrage of blaster bolts. Just when his armor, right leg and arm plating collapsed he'd brought up his Puncture and fire one of the two last rounds. It didn't explode, instead the grenade was launched and hit his foe, Kima, right in the chest. She stumbled back and began to cough violently, specs of blood escaping her lips. She had no time, she pulled out her pistol and would fire two more rounds, one hitting the behemoths helmet and the other hitting his right leg scoring a solid strike. She had no time, for Kima was rushed and the swing of a fist she quickly dodged, however the swing of a blade cut her throat. A moment and Fizt lurched at the Trandoshan, finding his own knife in the Trandoshans side and firing a blaster bolt into his midsection before he was slammed down with a mighty blow of a right fist.
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The hit was hard enough to force the human soldier down on the ground and was kicked against the wall. Kima, with blood gushing, attempted to rush Rylast from the side while he was dealing with Fizt but he'd seen her from his peripheral and caught the woman by her throat. Lifting her up, Rylast gave a brutal kick to Fizt's stomach with his metal boot to which the human cried out in pain. In an attempt to get up, Fizt was kicked again and was flipped over to his back. Dazed and in pain, he could see stars in his vision, gasps escaping his comrade and she was being choked out in one hand, and a boot came down on his neck crushing his windpipe with a sudden crack. Fizt quickly went, the last thing on his were his family, his ma and pa and that girl he was supposed to go out with. As the final thought escaped the man, he went limp. 
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Kima who was on that verge witnessed her friend die, and tears escaped her eyes knowing she'd not only failed the Empire, but her squad as a whole. No. The Sargeant was wrong, this was Nothing like the pirates from before. Her and her squad mates were always ready for anything, even when all the odds were stacked against them by some miracle they always made it out. Kima had seen the worst in society, yet these Trandoshans took the cake. It wasn't until she'd been released of her grasp and fell to the floor. The hulking thing looked down at her and threw down a cloth, to which he grabbed her arm and snapped it, breaking the limb and kicked the guns away. She'd scream, but she was currently trying to breath in oxygen and keep the blood from escaping her throat. She noticed the Trandoshan turn and walk toward Norris' direction and through the pain, and through looking around she understood quite clearly. He didn't want her to die nor use any weapons. She'd be prisoner. And Kima would be damned if she would be in the hands of these creatures! Unfortunately, she didn't get much of headway, with the firearms gone, Kima's only choice was to put pressure and just lie there. Either she would be lucky and reinforcements arrive, lucky and she wouldn't bleed out... or... well, her options weren't necessarily bright at all.
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The appearance of the other Trandoshan appearing caught Norris Quarl off guard. He then shot a glance over the right of the lizards side and... anger and grief took him. All at once, he was struck with what the Sith relied on. He hadn't realized that Vox stopped, and the Chieftain said audibly in Nudono, "Rylast, break into that door, we're needing our entrance." 
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The foreign words were gibberish to the Sargeant, and the sight of his fallen comrades, who'd he spent countless missions and years with, were all but dead. In the sudden rage, Norris screamed some gibberish of his own, mangled words and charged the Trandoshan. His vision turned red and the only thing on his mind was to kill these fuckers. Vox relied on instinct and read the man, though a frenzied for was hard to read he did it regardless. He got in swift and under the Chieftains guard only to receive a punch to the side of the face. It knocked Norris off guard but before he could react Vox gave his strongest back fist blow to the man's right side of his face. Slamming against the metal wall, he woozily saw the glaive being impaled into the ground as the Trandoshan moved forward. With a knife barely in hand, Norris attempted his charge again only to be punched in the chest, knocking the wind out of him. He received two more blows to his midsection then a final one to his face, knocking him out cold. 
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Vox grabbed the man by his left leg and dragged him, pulling his Energy Glaive from the ground and sheathing it along his back. He then bent over and picked up the Mauler that was dropped. Rylast was knelt down fiddling with the door panel who then said, "Almost. Give me- There!" 
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The doors opened and Vox entered with weapon ready. Corporal Vane was just finished with arming the bombs and just when he was about to connect them to a hand trigger, not that they weren't connected to the Hyperdrive Controls, he turned with an accomplished look that quickly dissolved. Holding up Sargeant Norris Quarl as a shield was one of the Trandoshans they were trying to stop. Already with blaster in hand, Vane lifted the weapon as the second Trandoshan entered with an odd bladed weapon in hand. Seeing the Sarge brutalized like that, and the amount of blood on the Trandoshans meant he could assume the worst. 
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Anger took hold, however there was no way to remotely detonate the explosives... not without something to set them off. As the two were close enough Vane swiftly aimed his rifle to the armed explosives, then something hit him. Literally. In the heat of the moment, the Corporal was set ablaze by the throwing of an Incindiary Grenade, brought to yours truly, Rylast. The screams only last a second as the equipment burnt and melted to the man his skin and flesh charred abd cooked. He fell over, barely alive and burnt to a crisp, the explosives on the inside of the terminal were burnt too... but not to the point of no repair. 
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Kneeling down as he tossed away the Sargeant, Vox glanced to Rylast before looking back at the wiring, "I'd expect this from Choax... Nevermind, I'll disarm the bomb if that's what this is. Clearly that must have been the reason he was in here alone." 
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Rylast merely nodded with a grin, taking off his helm and kneeling down, "You need help?" 
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"No... I can't do anything until this is off. It'll take a minute, keep guard." 
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Vox began to work his magic, from he'd seen from Romulus, wires and disarming things wouldn't be so bad. Right? Vox cleared his mind and allowed Divine to guide him, one wire after the other, Vox began to take apart of bomb itself, a hefty thing he noticed, until it was finally down to the last few chips and wiring. Finally disarming the device, Vox immediately stood and went to the primary controls. He then looked to Rylast and barked, "Seal the door, I need you on controls!" 
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"This is nothing!" Said a bold Chaox as he took a bolt to the helm. The visor cracked and the helmet became loose, meaning it's usefulness was finished. The two brothers cut down the enemy one by one however not without taking their blows. Reaching the hall to the control room there wasn't much cover nor distance between them. There wasn't much of a resistance up ahead either, two squads dug in like flies to fruit. Utilizing a Spike Grenade, the explosion and impalement of a few Sith Troopers gave the twins that little opening to charge and lay down fire. Once they reached the control room they used their Spikers to gun down anyone still in there. 
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"This is nothing," Mocked Equinox who by now had lost his own helmet and chest plating, the mangled latex covered steel plating barely holding the man beneath, "Can you fly a ship at least?" 
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"Sure! Remember the last one?" Chaox asked, getting to the controls he at least knew how to use.
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"I remember you almost crashing us the first time. I'll take flight this time, I need you to take care of the rest." Equinox stated, feeling more at home with this part of the task. 
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"What?! Who let your sack drop!" Chaox shot in a more childish manner.
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"Chaox, I Know how to fly, guide, and even jump the ship to hyperspace. Please, this isn't a one man job." More of a plea, Equinox still felt the stinging of their last argument, however he knew damned well that his twin was an arrogant prick to prided himself too hard. 
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Chaox thought then groaned, hating to admit defeat in such a case, "Fine, but let's hurry! I'd rather not get captured or worse!"
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Activating the ships main engines, Vox and Rylast chipped to each other the systems diagnostics, making sure the ship was afloat and moving out of the cargo bay. Slowly, it dipped into space and toward the Rebel Fleet... whatever was left of them anyway. How long were they gone for? That didn't matter, as Vox carefully steered the ship, the flying part taken over by the Chieftain as he barked for Rylast to active shielding to protect them from incoming fire. Another ship, the same one next to theirs, slowly made its way out of the bay just below the first. Equinox and Chaox argued like a couple, though expected of brothers who usually didn't see eye to eye, Chaox turned the shielding on, angry he couldn't use the main guns. The ships separated just further enough to pick up speed, celebrations held once they were out of this mess. 
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"Vox?" Equinox chirped over communications, "We're ready to make the jump. I've never done this before." 
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It was Vox's turn to smile and sigh in relief, "Hold onto something, I'm certain that either they'll hook us onto another ship or perhaps they'll give us coordinates to lock onto. Shields will hold up for a bit, be prepared!" 
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"Yes sir- I don't care if it's your favorite gun! We are not turning around!" Equinox shouted at Chaox unaware of the comm link that was still active. Vox chuckled, relieved that finally they would get some rest. He hoped there would be a good reward for his people, maybe even a bonus for capturing the leader of the squadron. 
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Vox stared at the human leader for a brief moment before ordering, "Rylast, get him secured. He is a prisoner of war now, and I'm certain he'd have information we need." 
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"Sir." Rylast simply said before quickly dragging the knocked out Sargeant to where he stood, keeping a watchful with a rifle pointed at him. Rylast had never seen Vox brutalize anyone like this before, but when he though of it not very many species can hand spikes to the face. He forgot how tough the Nudono Tribe were, a mutation in evolution of the Trandoshan Species. It gave them more diversity and in that they were stronger and faster than their common cousins, even if it's by a margin small or large. However Rylast held no forgiveness nor mercy for the enemy, and if they pleaded with their lives they deserved worse than death. They took away his family, his wife, the children who were grown, and his grandchildren who were yet to be born. The Shield Brother followed Vox because he knew there was a fate worse than death back on Trandosha, but he followed the true Chieftain because he still held honor, respect, and kept the memory of the old Chieftains alive. 

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Round Five Results:

 

Defensive Actions

The Glutton's Shadow rapid intervention task force moves to support the Sith electronic warfare pod.

 

Black Bracer heavy brawler task force continues to support the Herlov.

 

Sith starfighters move into intercept positions around the Herlov, electronic warfare pod, and Moon Beetle/Broken Bullet.

 

Offensive actions

The Herlov focuses fire on Misericordia.

 

The Misercordia withdraws.

 

The Broken Bullet and Moon Beetle focus fire on task force Dorn.

 

TF Esk's remaining ship restores functionality and withdraws.

 

TF Dorn withdraws.

 

TF BloodSteele withdraws.

 

EWar

 

No further scans made.

 

Fleet actions are at this point concluded. If your task force is over fifty percent intact for non capital/non specialist task forces, or your specialist cruiser or capital is at over 50% hull integrity, then your ships have survived well enough to both gain an experience point and be able to attend your next battle. If you lost half or more of your task force, you still gain an experience point, but cannot bring that task force into your next engagement. Any task forces that are lost completely lose a rank or have their progression to veteran status reset, and do not gain experience. Flagships that participated and survived have unlocked another upgrade.


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